"Bella, wait." I hear Carlisle say but I keep walking. I can't talk about this right now. I don't want to talk about this. "Bella we have to talk about this." Nope, sorry Carlisle but so not happening.

"Can we talk about it tomorrow Carlisle, please?" My voice is squeaky and I feel like I could cry at any moment. I give him my puppy eyes. He can't say no to the puppy eyes.

I hear him sigh and say, "Okay, just come here." I walk towards him and he pulls me into a hug. I can't help it. I cry.

I cry like I never knew I could and he just holds me.

This is why I love Carlisle, he reminds me so much of my father, and he knows exactly what I need. For some reason being in his arms gives me the strength to believe everything will be okay. I'm going to need a lot of hugs during this pregnancy.

I'm not sure how long we've been in the hallway but I don't want any one to come out and see me like this. So I pull myself together and pull away from Carlisle. I give him a small smile, he returns it but it doesn't reach his eyes. I think I just forced him to age 20 years. At 48, he looks good for his age. But now he's looking double his age and he doesn't even know how bad the situation is. I can't wait till he finds out he's going to be a grandpa. Oh. Gosh.

"Get some rest, we have a lot to discuss in the morning" he says and gives me one last hug. The walk back to my room feels longer than ever, once I make it to the bed it doesn't take long for me to fall asleep.

Morning

If it didn't feel like a baby was on my bladder I would still be asleep. Unfortunately I'm running to the bathroom and I'm reminded there really is a baby on my bladder. Don't pee your pants, don't pee your pants. I repeat to myself over and over. Finally I make it and I'm relieved. Thank god.

After washing my hands and brushing my teeth I head down to the kitchen. It's Sunday so there's no surprise that everyone is up and breakfast is being served. It's tradition in the Cullen household. It takes everything in me not to turn around and hide in my room forever.

I never knew eggs could smell so bad. I try counting to three to get my stomach to relax when I feel someone pick me up. "Ahhhh, what the hell Emmett?" I try to get out of his arms, "I can't breathe!" I'm not serious but he is squeezing kind of tight.

"Emmett you have to be careful with Bella," Carlisle is now next to us. I know he is not going there right now. But I feel Emmett place me back on my feet and he just stares at me.

"Eh, what are you looking at?" I say. Hoping there's no toothpaste around my mouth.

"I don't know. You just look different." And he continues to look me up and down. Then he starts laughing his ass off. What the fuck? "Your .. your … Bella .. when did you get boobs?" He can't be serious. I swear he has tears coming out of his eyes.

Finally Carlisle clears his throat, getting Emmett's attention and mine. "I'm sorry Bell. I just felt something different when I picked you up and then I see .. yeah .. this is weird. My Bella Bear is growing up."

"Emmett shut up," Carlisle and I say at the same time. And now it's my turn to laugh.

Carlisle looks at me and with his eyes I know he's telling me it's time to talk. And I stare back at him wondering if he can read my eyes. They are saying no Carlisle, I just want to eat anything except for eggs and maybe 18 years later we can talk about it.

"I made breakfast Bell, lets go eat." Times like this I love Emmett. Always thinking with his stomach. I smile at Carlisle and walk behind Emmett to the dinning room, where everyone is sitting. Including Edward and Tanya. What the hell? It's not surprising that she stayed the night but their girls always leave before breakfast. This is not okay. And the smell of eggs coming in to the room is making me sick. I hate eggs. I feel dizzy and nauseas. I don't want to throw up. I try my hardest to keep it down. I try to understand why Tanya is sitting at our dinning table.

"Bella, Bella, BELLA?!" I know that voice. It's Carlisle. I finally acknowledge that he's in front of me. His hands are on my shoulders and he looks as scared as I feel. "Are you okay?" I answer his question by puking on his slippers.

I should have stayed in my room today.

This is so embarrassing.

Too much is going on around me.

The room is spinning.

I try to breathe.

Carlisle is still holding on me up. He doesn't look mad.

I hear a voice. A valley girl voice. Her voice. Tanya's voice repeating eww and making gagging sounds.

"Why is she here?" I manage to say. I feel the tears coming. This is real, they are real.

Everyone ignores that question, maybe Carlisle is the only one to hear it and he just doesn't answer it. "Bella lets go clean up and have that talk," Carlisle says. "Emmett can you clean this up?" He's talking about my puke, poor Emmett. And he starts to leave the room, dragging me along. I can't help but to look at Edward. He looks worried but he doesn't say anything. He catches my eye and time stops. 5 seconds feels like a lifetime until Tanya says his name and we break contact. He's with his girlfriend, whatever she is. And I'm on my way to brush my teeth then talk to his father about the life we created together. Although I know I cant get out of this talk, I can hide the identify of my child's father. No one can know. Not yet.

After cleaning myself up, I head to Carlisle's office. He's already in there and he definitely got in the shower not that I can blame him. "Carlisle, I'm so sorry about your slippers. I'll get you a new pair. I'm sorry."

He shakes his head and gestures for me to take a seat. "Its okay Bella, don't worry about it." I finally sit in the chair in front of his desk where he's behind. "We have other matters to discuss, such as the test last night." I nod my head. I can't seem to find my voice. "You weren't surprised by the results," he says.

"I didn't look at them."

"The test was positive Bella. We should make a doctors appointment." I nod again. "How did this happen?"

I just look at him, "Well I guess my egg connected with some sperm."

Now it's his turn to give me the look. "Seriously, Bella. I know that much. I mean how did this happen to you?"

"Am I not capable of having you know what?"

"Sex?"

"Yeah you know." This is so embarrassing. I'm having a baby and can't even say sex to Carlisle.

"I wasn't asking that either Bella. You're usually the responsible one. I've talked to all of you about safe sex." If only he knew I wasn't the only he should be having this talk with. His perfect little son is in need of a little more safe sex education too.

"I know Carlisle. It was an accident. But there's nothing I can do about it now. What's done is done."

"Do you know what you want to do about the baby?"

He makes it sound so real. And it is real. I'm having a baby. "I'm keeping the baby." I knew that from the start. The other options never crossed my mind. This is apart of Edward and me. I love this baby already.

Carlisle nods his head as if he expected that answer. "Okay. So who's the father?" See that I can't answer. I'm not ready to answer.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean, you don't know?"

"I was drunk Carlisle. It was a one-time thing. I don't remember him." He just stares at me. And I try not to meet his eyes. He knows I'm lying. I've always been a horrible liar. He lets it go for now.

"We have to tell the boys about this."

"All of them?"

"Why not all of them?" He asks.

"Umm .. we can. Can we just hold off for some time? I'm still adjusting."

"I guess Bella. After your first appointment, which I'll set up today, we have to tell them. This is a family matter. And we're going to handle this as a family. Together. All of us."

I want to cry again. I hate being emotional. "Okay Carlisle. Thank you for everything."

He stands up, comes around the desk and kneels in front of me "Bella you are basically my daughter and I'll always stand by you. I understand things happen. And you're still young but that's why I'm here to help you. It's all going to be okay. Just trust me." Through the tears I nod my head and smile at him.